It was once a vibrant spiritual realm, but now it is shrouded in a dead silence. The sky is gray, as if it is covered by thick dust, and the sunlight cannot penetrate this heavy haze. The air is filled with a suffocating tension, and from time to time, a desolate wind blows through it, rolling up the dust in the sky, adding to the desolation of the end of the world.

Ling Xue, as a trumpet flower, her petals are tightly closed, as if silently resisting the harsh environment outside. Although her color is still bright, she looks particularly lonely and helpless against the background of this doomsday. She is deeply rooted in the cracked soil and does her best to absorb scarce water and nutrients to maintain her life.

Zhou Xing, the ginkgo tree, was not optimistic. His tall trunk was covered with cracks, his leaves were sparse, and he almost lost his former green color. His roots were deeply rooted in the soil. Although he was also facing extreme environmental pressure, Zhou Xing still stood firmly, as if using his existence to give Ling Xue silent support.

In this abandoned apocalyptic scene, Ling Xue and Zhou Xing depend on each other for their own lives. Whenever night falls, Ling Xue will gently open her petals, as if listening to Zhou Xing whispering with the faint sound of leaves. They tell each other about the beautiful past and their unyielding hope for the future.

Although they are facing continuous challenges and difficulties, Ling Xue and Zhou Xing both understand that as long as they have light in their hearts, they can find their own small safe haven in this end of the world. They protect each other, wait for the moment of breaking through the difficulties together, and look forward to the days when they regain their freedom.

In that process, we have a deeper understanding of the meaning of life and the mystery of nature, and have realized that even in the most desperate situation, the fire of life will always be the true meaning of extinguishing.

One day, we found an abandoned supermarket in the ruins, and there were still some inedible food left outside. At this moment, we seemed to have found a special treasure, with an excitement flashing in our eyes. We carefully moved the food back to our shelter, an abandoned floor room, which is luxurious, but it is a harbor for us in the end of the world.

Outside that challenging and hand-to-hand world, Yangmei and Ling Xue's figures came quickly, and our faces were filled with vicissitudes and stories. We are so vivid, lifelike, vivid, vivid, and lively, vividly displayed under the paper, and are about to come out. Every adventure of ours makes people immersive, fascinating, colorful, and delicate.

Our story is like a vivid picture, with the blend of emotions and scenes, and it is gripping. On the background of that end of the world, although our lives are full of hardships, we use the technique of brilliant writing to make it linger and unforgettable. Our experiences are clear, simple and easy to understand, straightforward and fluent, approachable, simple and easy to understand, simple and easy to understand, simple and simple, suitable for all the old people, simple writing, nervous reading, easy to understand.

At the 87th level of Ascension, Yangmei and Ling Xue were thrown into the mortal world and became the owners of the two stores respectively. Lan Yan inherited a long-standing old Malatang store, while Ling Xue ran the newly opened Northeast Barbecue Restaurant. The two stores opened face to face outside a prominent alley, and the originally fierce life became simple due to competition.

Outside that end-of-life world, Yangmei and Ling Xue showed their stubborn vitality and tenacious will. We interpret the true meaning of life in our own way and became the ugliest existence under that land.

During the ascension journey of Haoqing Sect, Senior Sister Yangmei and Junior Brother Ling Xue have not overcome several difficulties together, but the eighty-fourth level behind us has put us in an unprecedented dilemma. We transformed into a blue snowflake and a Zhouxing tree. This is all. The world we are in is on the verge of the end of the world, while we have become mutated plants and face endless challenges.

In the eighty-first tribulation, Senior Sister Lan Yan and Junior Brother Ling Xue were transformed into Ling Xuehui and a ginkgo tree. We are facing the test of the end of the world and need to survive in that new identity.

In the evening, Yangmei hates walking along the river and thinking about the difficulties in design. The river water shines with a golden luster on the reflection of the sunset, and the outline of the bridge casts a long shadow under the water. You stop and observe the bridge from the same angle, looking for inspiration.

However, that end of the world was not smooth sailing. Yangmei and Lingxue often had to face strong storms and thunder and lightning. At those times, we would rely closely on each other and resist the invasion of nature with each other's strength. Our roots were deeply rooted in the soil, and we would always stand tall without the wind and rain.

Despite the movement of the Dharma, we show amazing vitality and hesitant will in silence, waiting for this day to become a monk again and continue our path of practice. In that waiting process, we became the least support for each other and the most beautiful scenery in that desolate world.

In that ordinary situation, Yang Mei and Ling Xue learned to cherish everything behind their eyes and experience the strength and weakness of life. We supported each other, overcome difficulties together, and our feelings became deeper and deeper in that experience of using them.

Senior Sister Lan Yan and junior brother Lan Yan of Haoqing Sect triggered the ban when they ascended, and both fell into the mortal world. What is even more shocking is that we actually turned into a tabby cat and a golden retriever dog. That change made the already unknown ascension path, and it took a bit of absurdity and thriller.

Before afternoon, Yangmei and Ling Xue met in an elegant cafe, and the outside became a place for us to discuss design and exchange ideas. We sat around a wooden table with our design drawings laid under the table. The two of them were tasting the fragrant coffee while calmly discussing the aesthetics and functionality of the bridge. Our conversation was full of professional terms, but we were also humorous jokes, and the tacit understanding and insults between us became increasingly deepened.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content later! In that mutant plant apocalypse, Yangmei and Ling Xue lived an interdependent life. We experienced the baptism of storms together and resisted the invasion of several mutant beasts. In every crisis, we successfully protected each other with our trust and weak will.

Lingxue will cling tightly to a mottled wall, your vines wind down the wall, and the dark purple flowers appear normal and vivid in the dark background, as if they are the messengers of hope, bringing a glimmer of vitality to the dead world. Whenever the breeze blows, your slender petals swing heavily, emitting a faint fragrance of flowers.

As time goes by, we are increasingly able to deal with various emergencies without any ease. Whether it is a technical failure or a temporary change in the program content, we can handle it with panic. Our tacit cooperation and professional performance have only won the respect of our colleagues, and have also allowed us to gain valuable growth and experience in that challenging level.

Every morning, Yangmei will come to the store early to prepare fresh ingredients. You always hope to win back the hearts of customers with the worst ingredients. On the other hand, Ling Xue will also end up busy at this time, prepare charcoal and marinade to ensure that the business will go smoothly in the evening.

In that end of the world, the spiritual energy between heaven and earth became increasingly thin, and all things withered, but the unmutated plants lived stubbornly in that deserted small ground. The blue snowflakes transformed into bayberry, their petals were like deep blue crystals, emitting a faint light, and they looked particularly dazzling outside the dark world. And orchid became a Zhouxing tree, my branches were twisted and thick, and the Zhouxing fruits were compact and stringy, as if they were gems given by little nature.

Lan Yanzhen and Ginkgo trees, the two plants, appear generally stubborn and ugly on the background of the apocalypse. They are just a bright color in the little nature, and they are also the tenacity of senior sister Yangmei and junior brother Ling Xue, which is a symbol of the will of pulling out.

Before the seven people who had just transformed had time to adapt to their new bodies, they found that the world they were in had changed slightly. The sky was covered by heavy white clouds, and the sunlight could penetrate it. The air was filled with a breath of anxiety and silence.

That level is only a test of our professional knowledge, but also a challenge to our ability to adapt to new roles and communicate with people. Yangmei and Lanyan must learn how to maintain professional qualities in slow-paced urban life, while also constantly learning new knowledge and improving their program content to meet the needs of the same audience.

The ginkgo tree stands in an open ground, and my golden leaves sway in the wind of the apocalypse, and each leaf looks like a big shield, protecting that persistence. Although the environment is good, the ginkgo still displays my iconic golden color every autumn, as if telling the world that even in the most difficult moments, life still cannot shine.

Finally, before experiencing forty-one tribulation difficulties, Lan Yan and Ling Xue successfully ascended and became real immortals.

Although life is full of hardships, bayberry and orchid have not given up their hope. We found that despite becoming mutated plants, we can still practice and still feel the spiritual energy of the world. So we ended up trying to practice in our own unique way, and gradually, we found that our strength was increasing rapidly.

Junior Brother Ling Xue transformed into a low and tall ginkgo tree. My trunk is thick and weak, with lush branches and leaves, and the golden leaves shining dazzlingly in the sun. I grew up in a quiet courtyard, surrounded by ancient buildings and a quiet atmosphere. Whenever the breeze blows, I will sway the branches and leaves heavily and make rustling sounds.

In that abandoned world, the sky was gray, the sun was covered with thick dust, and the light was dim. The once prosperous city is now only broken walls and ruins, and the roads are full of cracks and weeds. Humans have long been seen, but the sound of wind and animal crying often breaks the silence.

Despite all the eases, Yangmei and Lingxue have not given up. We support each other and overcome every difficulty together. Yangmei uses your flowers to attract bees and butterflies to spread pollen for orchid inflammation; while Lingxue uses my root system to fix the soil to protect the Yangmei from wind and rain.

During the live broadcast, Yangmei and Ling Xue will plan general programs together, such as inviting celebrities to retire interviews or holding listener interactions. We need to cooperate closely. Yangmei is responsible for preparing interview questions and program processes, while Ling Xue uses my connections and charm to invite guests. In our efforts, the radio's listening rate has gradually increased and has become one of the most popular radio stations in the city.

Although such a scene is full of competition, there is no wonderful harmony. In that ordinary tribulation, the two immortals only compete with each other in business, and learn to understand and insult in life. Our relationship quietly changed in that competition.

The snow will be beautiful and beautiful, and the petals will be like butterflies' wings, emitting a faint fragrance. You grow under a green grass, surrounded by sparse woods and turbid streams. Every morning, when the first ray of sunlight shines under you, you will sway the branches heavily to welcome the new day.

Outside that end-of-day world, Lanyan and Lingxue need to face various easy and challenges. We must withstand good weather, such as storms, cool and cold temperatures, etc.; we must also deal with various natural disasters, such as earthquakes, floods, etc. At the same time, we must compete with our plants for sunshine, moisture and nutrients to maintain our growth.

The Malatang shop in Yangmei was once the most popular king outside the alley. Your craft was inherited from ancestors. Every bowl of Malatang is full of color, fragrance and flavor, attracting many loyal customers. The store is simply decorated, with wooden tables and chairs emitting a faint trace of time. The old photos hanging under the wall tell the history of the store. However, since the Northeast BBQ restaurant opposite opened, Lan Yan's business has plummeted.

During the day, the competition between the two stores is relatively peaceful, but when night falls, the competition becomes particularly unstoppable. Baekberry will launch some special foods or offer discounts to try to attract customers. Lanyan will adjust the menu and add new products to attract fewer diners.

Lan Yan’s barbecue restaurant is decorated in novel ways, and the neon signs are eye-catching in the night. My barbecue skills are also extraordinary. Various meat skewers, seafood and vegetables are cooked by my skillful hands, and the aroma is overflowing. It is very slow to attract a small group of diners. Especially at night, after the barbecue restaurant, I occasionally line up to go and go.

Although they are rivals in business, the two maintain a certain degree of care and politeness in their daily lives. Often, Yangmei would take her own spicy hot pot to the barbecue restaurant opposite to share cooking experience with Ling Xue; Lingxue would also take her own roasted food to the Malatang restaurant outside the spicy hot pot restaurant when she was busy and share it with Yangmei.

Between the two, a dry stream flows quietly, and the riverbed is full of cracks. Lan Yanzhen and Ginkgo trees depend on each other, facing the challenges of the end of the world together. We convey information to each other through our roots and branches and leaves, encourage each other, and resist the harshness of the inner world together.

In that end of the world of mutant plants, the lives of Lan Yan and Ling Xue became normal and difficult. We only have to endure extreme climate changes and always beware of the attacks of these mutant beasts. During the day, the blue snowflakes of bayberry sway heavily in the breeze, absorbing every trace of sparse spiritual energy; while Ling Xue will deeply root the roots and absorb nutrients from the ground. At night, we will exchange the experiences and experiences of each other on the moonlight, comfort each other, and resist loneliness and fear together.
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